Week 10: Shortly After the Mission

After dumping her stuff in her room and taking a handful of minutes, Sosie walked upstairs. Ida was not readily visible, but Rico was cooking something and Dusty was making "pew pew" noises as he shot at Smallest, or places where he expected her to be. But it was quiet, smelled good, and had a homey feel. Sosie was glad to be back. Fuck France, man.

Sylviane was also there, silent, standing guard or maybe just standing by Ida's door. Well, no one else was around..

Walking quickly on bare feet, Sosie strode over to Syl and kissed her cheek. It as an affectionate but not exactly romantic gesture. "Thank you. And.. Don't listen to Ida. You're plenty decisive, and good at what you do. You could be good at so much more, if fancy takes you that way. This is my house and you can use the space as you wish as long as you don't hurt anyone. If you need anything, just ask."

She walked over to the kitchen, and spooned a huge amount of something goopy, brown, and delicious smelling into a bowl. "The same goes for you, Rico."